Moreover, although the number of cultivators of the Xiao family is only twelve, three of them are cultivators of the Condensation Realm, and the others are all cultivators above the middle realm of the Tianxuan Realm, and most of the children of the Lin family are low-level disciples, and if they had been in the past, they would have suffered heavy casualties. Flash Dance.

has already lost a game, which makes Lin Zhentian's heart also a little drumming, and he can't help but peek at Lin Ruoli in the crowd, just now Lin Ruoli threw a short sword to save Lin Dong, which has made Lin Zhentian impressed, this kind of calm mind and accurate prediction is absolutely rare, Lin Zhentian was a little entangled at this time, thinking about whether he really wanted to hand over my granddaughter to those people for a while! But if I don't do that, my Lin family will inevitably suffer a huge catastrophe, and Lin Zhentian, who was in a dilemma, suddenly seemed to be ten years older, and the wrinkles on his face were a little deeper. Flash Dance.

Lin Zhentian retracted his gaze and looked to the side, Lin Chao immediately walked to his front, looked at Lin Chao Lin Zhentian and instructed: "Xiao Chao, in the next battle, you must try your best to win." ”

"Rest assured, the patriarch will definitely live up to expectations. Lin Chao said confidently.

As soon as the words fell, Lin Chao walked to the competition platform, his figure flashed, and he was already standing on the stage in the next moment, he glanced coldly at the cultivators of the Xiao family, and shouted: "Bai Liang, aren't you rampant, dare to fight with me?"

Facing Lin Chao's shouting, Bai Liang, who was standing in the crowd, was not moved at all, and there was not even a trace of expression on his face.

Zuo Qing, who was in front of all the cultivators, smiled, and didn't look back as if talking to himself, just asked softly: "Among you, who is going to meet this guy for a while." ”

"Leave this kid to me!hehehehe, he looks strong!" A sharp and thin voice suddenly came from among the Xiao family cultivators, sounding very strange.

A figure in a black cloak slowly walked out from the very edge of the Xiao family's cultivators, his whole person was covered in a huge cloak, he couldn't see his size at all, and the wide hat blocked his appearance, and the whole person was like a fluttering big cloak, exuding an eerie aura, which made people look very uncomfortable.

Zuo Qing looked at this gloomy figure and smiled, and said with satisfaction: "Qiaoling, you make a move, it seems that I can sit back and relax." ”

The gloomy cultivator named Qiao Ling smiled and said, "I won't let you down, Master Butler." After he finished speaking, he turned into two steps and came to the front of the competition platform, and his figure fell to the opposite side of Lin Chao on the stage, five zhang away.

Lin Chao looked at the strangely dressed cultivator opposite and frowned slightly, this Qiao Ling can be said to be tightly wrapped, and the whole person was shrunk in the black cloak from head to toe, and there was no other body shape and appearance, even if it was gender, it was impossible to distinguish it.

Lin Dong was injured by Bai Liang just now, and Lin Chao was almost killed, and Lin Chao had already held back a lot of fire, and seeing that Bai Liang couldn't go on stage, he transferred all his anger to this weird guy opposite.

Lin Chao didn't plan to say anything more to the other party at all, and with a flick of his wrist, a short stick more than three feet long appeared in his hand, this short stick was earthy gold, with some flower-like patterns engraved on it, and some runes surrounded these flowers, this short stick was taken out by Lin Chao and there was a trace of spiritual energy on its surface, and a trace of golden light flashed away.